Look up

For the first time today,
Like that day so many years ago
When I caught myself smiling in the mirror.
I looked up.
Up from my hunched typing,
From this desk I so desperately frown into.
I look up, and see the piercing blue
Of the sky outside, breaking
Through the heavy clouds.
Revealing itself to me,
Like a huge smile.
Like the world wants to remind me
That while I am stuck in my
Downward looking, confused,
Paved, housed, urban pain,
The world still exists.
The sky is still blue.
The air is still crisp and clear.
The sun still rises.

And there is always hope.
Just need to remember
To look up.